Although we didn’t get along well over these last few years, his demise is still the greatest loss that I have ever experienced up to this point of my life.
Sometimes I still can’t believe that he’s gone.
He has usually appeared in my dreams…
Sometimes saying something that I couldn’t recall.
Sometimes just being there.
Or sometimes trying to scare me (but of course I’m not scared after years of accumulating my spiritual energy)…
We used to be a happy family until the day alcohol badly ruined him.
I miss him.
Though I’m strong enough not to shed tears, deep down in my heart there are tears, blood and pain!
After all of these loss and grievance, I promise to myself to build an ideally happy family, be a good husband, a good father in whom my children can take pride.
My beloved father!
You will always be my source of strength.
No matter what have happened…
By MICHAEL NGUYEN